fredag 6. desember 2013

I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought

I wish I wrote the way I thought
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should
 Benedict Smith

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